Bitter Sweet Adventures

Comfort

Alone and lost, I wander throughout,

A world that's strange and foreign about.

I long to find a place to fit in,

Everywhere, I feel like a stranger intruding.

Home should be a place of peace,

Even there, act I cannot pause.

The feeling that I don't belong,

Like a stranger in my once sweet home.

Seeking for someone who'll understand,

A friend who'll hold my hand,

Bring me to a place I'm carefree,

My hope is dying, with months passing.

I feel like an outcast everywhere,

No one to hear my thoughts or share.

Attempts to fit it only to witness vanquish,

As I am more and more distanced.

But in the dark, when all freezes,

I find my solace in my imagination.

I close my eyes and let my mind wander,

A place where the console was found.

A home that's not of flesh and bone,

A place that's mine and only I rule.

In this world, I'll find my peace,

Comfort that keeps me at ease.

For in my imagination, I'm free,

To be myself, wild and me.

It's the only thing that keeps me going,

As I search, in a river forever flowing.